I've never heard of this Thanksgiving sandwich/burrito business.
Angel: If I'm not back in a couple of hours— Gunn: You're dead, we're screwed, end of the world.
'Underneath'
Spike's Bitches 31: We're Motivated Go-getters.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Polter-Cow - Aug 04, 2006 8:15:30 am PDT #6874 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
brenda m - Aug 04, 2006 8:15:45 am PDT #6875 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
I had a crappy blueberry tart yesterday that I blame Nora for.
Polter-Cow - Aug 04, 2006 8:22:02 am PDT #6876 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
As did I. Nora needs to recommend me a better street corner next time.
juliana - Aug 04, 2006 8:25:12 am PDT #6877 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
OMGWTFJitters, coffee was full caff today.
Right there with the jitters - had me a Depth Charge/Shot In The Dark/Red Eye/WeverTFitis today. Large. I think my eyelids are blinking in Morse Code now.
Nora Deirdre - Aug 04, 2006 8:26:17 am PDT #6878 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Blame me for deliciousness, not for disappointment!
OK, everyone go out and get fresh peaches, or fresh peach baked products.
Blueberries are having a tough go this season in New England, apparantly, 'cause of all the rain... accoring to Farmer Andrew of our farm, the rain washed away the bee's nests that pollinate the blueberries, or some such business.
Glamcookie - Aug 04, 2006 8:26:30 am PDT #6879 of 10001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
Eugene is a sweet little town. I like it, but it's too small for me to ever actually live there. Also, yes, flying there is crazy money. I always fly into Eugene and it's very spendy. However, then I get to my niece (and now nephew) and it's all worth it.
While walking to get my (big ass) coffee, I looked around and thought about what a beautiful area I work in (Santa Monica, for the record). I detoured around the little pond and looked at the ducks. I need to do that more often. We get so used to our surroundings that we forget to appreciate them.
Scrappy - Aug 04, 2006 8:28:28 am PDT #6880 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
We had peach/blueberry shortcake last night and AWIFG. Fresh peaches, yum!
Nora Deirdre - Aug 04, 2006 8:29:22 am PDT #6881 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
that's what I'm talking about, Robin!
JZ - Aug 04, 2006 8:32:28 am PDT #6882 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
I had no blueberry tarts, crappy or otherwise. I don't feel I can justifiably pin that one on Nora.
Blergh. Flippy tossy turny Halloweenie this morning, and my entire digestive tract seems to have gone on strike in protest at all the kicking. I really, really hate (whitefonted for pregnancy grossness) being all constipated and uncomfortable and unable to stop obsessing about how to get myself to take a damned shit already, like there aren't about eighty billion things I'd rather spend my time obsessing about. I have a delicate and high-bred ass, and this blockage and discomfort and degradation is all very upsetting to its refined sensibilities, dammit.
On the other hand, the excessive flippiness of the Halloweenie is doing wonders to kill off any residual craxy hormonal ZOMG I ran a quarter-block for the bus on Sunday, I probably destroyed her!!! paranoia left over from the weekend.
§ ita § - Aug 04, 2006 8:35:33 am PDT #6883 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
We get so used to our surroundings that we forget to appreciate them.
Totally. I get so irritated with my commute that I don't actually look out and check the drama of the mountains that surround Simi (uh, what with it being a valley and everything). They are not my favourite sort of terrain, but I can't deny their grandeur. And that's before I look east and see the mountains far out there.
Let's not even get started with my alternate route home which goes through the mountains and spits me out on the Pacific Coast Highway.